Gettysburg Haunted Ghost
Report
Submitted by: Dawn Blair
During a routine visit to
Gettysburg in August 2004, my best friend
and I decided to take one last drive through
the battlefield at approximately 9pm one night.
It was a clear and warm
night and as we approached Culp's Hill we
felt compelled to stop and get out of the
vehicle: There was no one around. Not knowing
it at the time, we had parked our vehicle
on the edge of what apparently had been a
Union flank. We walked about 45 feet or so
into the surrounding wooded area. It almost
seemed like we were in another dimension,
and for two fairly young women in the woods
at night we were really not afraid in the
least!
Being novice ghost hunters
we decided to give our infrared thermometer
and digital recorder a try. We began asking
questions slowly out loud, waiting 30 or more
seconds in between questions for an answer.
(I had read up on ghost hunting a bit so I
knew that 30 seconds to a minute was about
the appropriate amount of time for a response
to occur.)
About 10 minutes, maybe
less into our questioning we noticed that
it started to feel chilly. It was a strange
kind of coldness though. We held out our infrared
thermometer and couldn't believe what we were
seeing. The temperature readout was 34 degrees.
We thought that surely we must have made a
mistake, so we tried it again. This time it
read 32 degrees! We looked at each other and
knew that we were now in the company of something
strange. We continued asking questions and
the temperature continued to drop. At this
point I felt that we were definitely having
a paranormal experience and no one will ever
make me believe different.
It came time to leave, for
after 10 pm no one is permitted to tour the
battlefield, but it could have already been
after 10 pm for all we knew, because time
seemed to stand still while we were at Culp's
Hill. When we got back into the vehicle it
was 9:47pm and I said, "Let's hurry and
drive to Spangler's Spring for maybe a possible
glimpse of the Lady in White." (She is
a famous ghost, known to appear on the hill
by the spring.) As we pulled away from Culp's
Hill I dropped the infrared thermometer, although
it seemed to me more like something abruptly
took it from my hand. I felt sure that it
landed on the floor by my feet because I hadn’t
gone far.
Anxious to pick it up, I
stopped the vehicle about 100 feet from Spangler's
Spring and my friend and I both got out and
searched the vehicle with flashlghts and interior
lights. The infrared thermometer was nowhere
to be found. I couldn't understand what could
have happened to it. I thought, “Well
maybe when it hit the floor it went under
the seat or bounced and landed somewhere.”
My friend searched carefully behind the panel,
and we searched, and felt and searched some
more, and still no thermometer. At this point
I became irritated because I knew now that
the thermometer had not gone missing by accident,
but that “something” had deliberately
taken it from me. But why?
My friend was eager to calm
my frustrations and said, "Let's just
go back to the hotel room and listen to the
recorder, maybe we got something.” I
reluctantly agreed, but was still very upset
over what had just occurred.
Once back inside our hotel
room we propped ourselves up on one of the
beds and began reviewing the recorder. We
listened intently and heard nothing in response
to the questions we were asking. Then, suddenly,
my friend said, “Did you hear that?'
And just at that same moment we both looked
at each other. I had heard it too: It was
the voice of a soldier!
The voice said that he was
a "Union soldier" in response to
my friend's question: Are you Union or Confederate?
We were elated and at the same time astonished.
We played it over several times just to confirm
in our minds what we were hearing. But we
both heard it at the same time, while neither
of us expected it.
The next day, still upset
over the "missing thermometer" my
friend said that she felt that maybe a spirit
took it as if to say enough was enough---two
young girls shouldn't be out in the woods
alone in the dark summoning ghosts--- there
could be crazy people lurking in the bushes!
It was almost as if these words just flew
out of her mouth. Almost like they were someone
else's words (Her Dad maybe? Her Dad had just
died 10 months prior to this event and she
was very close to him. He also loved Gettysburg.)
My friend then jokingly said, "Dad, I
know you took the thermometer. Give it back.
It was expensive!” Sure enough, when
she looked again in the vehicle, there it
was, right on the floor behind the panel --
in the same place she had looked and looked
the night before. She just chuckled and said,
"I knew it would be there today!”
We left Gettysburg the next day, knowing we
would never be the same again.
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